Sikhism·Siree Raag·Shabad 133
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Chhant I

ਹਰਿ ਰਾਮ ਰਾਮ ਮੇਰੇ ਬਾਬੋਲਾ ਪਿਰ ਮਿਲਿ ਧਨ ਵੇਲ ਵਧੰਦੀ ॥
har raam raam mayray baabolaa pir mil Dhan vayl vaDhandee.
The Lord, Raam, Raam, is All-pervading, O my father. Meeting her Husband Lord, the soul-bride blossoms forth like the flourishing vine.
ਹਰਿ ਜੁਗਹ ਜੁਗੋ ਜੁਗ ਜੁਗਹ ਜੁਗੋ ਸਦ ਪੀੜੀ ਗੁਰੂ ਚਲੰਦੀ ॥
har jugah jugo jug jugah jugo sad peerhee guroo chalandee.
In age after age, through all the ages, forever and ever, those who belong to the Guru's Family shall prosper and increase.
ਜੁਗਿ ਜੁਗਿ ਪੀੜੀ ਚਲੈ ਸਤਿਗੁਰ ਕੀ ਜਿਨੀ ਗੁਰਮੁਖਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਧਿਆਇਆ ॥
jug jug peerhee chalai satgur kee jinee gurmukh naam Dhi-aa-i-aa.
Age after age, the Family of the True Guru shall increase. As Gurmukh, they meditate on the Naam, the Name of the Lord.
ਹਰਿ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਨ ਕਬ ਹੀ ਬਿਨਸੈ ਜਾਵੈ ਨਿਤ ਦੇਵੈ ਚੜੈ ਸਵਾਇਆ ॥
har purakh na kab hee binsai jaavai nit dayvai charhai savaa-i-aa.
The Almighty Lord never dies or goes away. Whatever He gives, keeps on increasing.
ਨਾਨਕ ਸੰਤ ਸੰਤ ਹਰਿ ਏਕੋ ਜਪਿ ਹਰਿ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਮੁ ਸੋਹੰਦੀ ॥
naanak sant sant har ayko jap har har naam sohandee.
O Nanak, the One Lord is the Saint of Saints. Chanting the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, the soul-bride is bountiful and beautiful.
ਹਰਿ ਰਾਮ ਰਾਮ ਮੇਰੇ ਬਾਬੁਲਾ ਪਿਰ ਮਿਲਿ ਧਨ ਵੇਲ ਵਧੰਦੀ ॥੫॥੧॥
har raam raam mayray babulaa pir mil Dhan vayl vaDhandee. ||5||1||
The Lord, Raam, Raam, is All-pervading, O my father. Meeting her Husband Lord, the soul-bride blossoms forth like the flourishing vine. ||5||1||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

The Lord — Ram, Ram — fills everything, everywhere. And when the soul meets her Husband, she blossoms. Like a vine that finds its support and spreads and flowers — she grows into what she was always meant to be.

This doesn't end with one person. Everyone who has ever found this path, from the beginning of time until now, forms a lineage that keeps growing — not a lineage of blood but a lineage of those who turned toward the teaching and found the Lord.

The Lord never dies. He never leaves. Everything He gives keeps increasing, compounding, deepening. This is the nature of the gift.

Says Nanak: the Lord is the Saint above all Saints. In that Name, the soul is full and beautiful.

Meeting the Husband, the soul blossoms like a vine that has found its support — and keeps blossoming forever.
The deeper layer

"Blossoming like the flourishing vine"

Pir mil dhan vel vadhandi — "meeting her Husband Lord, the soul-bride blossoms like the flourishing vine." The vine (vel) is an image of life that needs support to fulfill its nature. Without a trellis or a wall to climb, the vine sprawls on the ground, tangled, unproductive. Given support, it climbs, spreads, flowers. The soul is exactly this: without the Lord as her support, she sprawls; with Him, she becomes what she was always designed to be.

This image also conveys abundance and continuation: a vine that blossoms continues to blossom. The transformation is not a single event but an ongoing growth.

The Guru's lineage

Jugah jugo jug jugah jugo sad pīṛhī gurū chalandī — "in age after age, through all the ages, forever and ever, those who belong to the Guru's Family shall prosper and increase." The word pīṛhī means a generation, a lineage, a succession. Guru Ram Das is describing not just his own family but the extended family of all those who have found the Guru's teaching — across every age, in every time.

In his own life, Guru Ram Das was the fourth in a line of Gurus. When he speaks of the Guru's family continuing age after age, he is expressing confidence in something that extends far beyond his particular moment. The composition itself became part of that continuation — sung for five hundred years and counting.

"Whatever He gives keeps increasing"

Nit devai chaṛhai savā'i-ā — "He constantly gives, and it keeps increasing by a fourth more." The divine's generosity is not only unlimited but compounding. Not just the same gift repeated — each giving adds to what was already there. This is the opposite of the material economy, where giving reduces what you have. In the Lord's economy, every act of grace generates more grace.

A Question to Sit With

*Think of someone or something that helped you grow into a better version of yourself. What did it give you that you couldn't have found alone?*

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